Synopsis: 2 teenagers make 28 year old submissive Lisa into their plaything.

NB: This is Part 2. The story begins here. I strongly recommend reading this story from the beginning, otherwise you won’t get the optimal experience.

“Lisa Got More Than She Asked For” by emmaadmirer. Part 2.Caveat emptor: hardcore CMNFhumiliation fantasies ahead.

I was woken up by a cruel pinch from both of my babysitters, that’s what they
called themselves.

“Hey, we’ve got to find out more about them” Sam enthusiastically suggested.
First I thought, I was still dreaming, but soon, it hit me, that this was real.
The two boys, Sam and Carl were playing with me, as if I were not, what I was, a
28-year-old woman. They had made me fear meeting them, and I had to do whatever
they told me. I was to be their plaything and they were not really reserved at
that. Sam, and Carl liked me to feel myself humiliated and they loved their
power over me. I knew, that they found, what every boy wants, a woman, who does
whatever they want her to. I did not know any more. If it was for the blackmail,
why was I so reluctant. Was it, because I got hot several times, when they made
me do tricks for them. And I knew, they thought, it was turning me on.

These were my thoughts, when I was told to kneel on the bed, as they probed my
breasts, squeezing them, kneading them and then to my shame, milking them. “Do
you know the sound, cows make”, Carl glared at me, when he said this, ” we can’t
hear our silly cow, so come on, try to make us happy!” Red faced I tried to
“Muuuuh” for them, from what they took a lot of pleasure. When they were
finished, my breasts were red all over. “Make us some breakfast, baby Lisa!” Sam
told me, slapping me on my pussy. “It’s still some time, until our
parents will come back.”

In their kitchen I made a very fine breakfast, hoping, that if they liked it,
they wouldn’t be so mean to me. I only wondered, why I had to warm up so much
milk. From time to time, it came up to me, that I was cooking there, nude,
because I had no choice, and I was to be nude until those two brats would give
me something to cover. I still felt their rather small hands on my body,
reminding me of my helpless state.

I had to focus on something else, because I was getting horny again, what did
they have in charge for me next. Carl interrupted my thoughts, when he entered
the kitchen, saying: “Hey naked butt, did you make us something, that tastes
good, or are you stupid at cooking, too?” Embarrassed, I asked the 13! Year old:
“Please, may I have my clothes back. I really suffer from being naked in front
of you.” I did not dare to cover myself with my hands, as I said that. I hoped,
that if I were honest and reluctant, he would have mercy. But when I was
finished, he just burst out into laughter.

Carl and Sam had problems with eating their breakfast, as they could not stop laughing about me, slapping my thighs and my tits once and again. They certainly knew how to humiliate me, and I thought, that it was really perfect, that from all those kids, I found two of their age, which were much too inventive for my taste.

Feeling the wetness between my legs I had to clean the dining room and wash the dishes. After half an hour, I was ready, with them watching me and
laughing at me. If I did not think about my state, they reminded me, with their jokes.

When I was finished, I had to follow them into their backyard, cutting of my concern about being seen by the neighbors with some smacks on my backside. Worrying, if I would be seen, I had to lie own on the grass for them to open my legs. “We need to get her clean” Sam informed Carl and soon returned with the hose for the garden. “Oh, not with that, can’t you use something else? Please not!” I cried. Then I shrieked, because of the cold water, that he shot at my pussy and tears I cried, when they used the brush cruelly on my sensitive flesh.

After that torment, I curled up like a baby and they left me to get something. I
was too exhausted to think about what they had in mind. I just laid there,
wondering if the boys realized, that between my cries and sobs I had come to
orgasm, and it was the heaviest I ever had, despite my deep humiliation.

When they returned after half an hour, in-between I had to lie spread-eagled in the grass, feeling the soft wind all over my body, they were still laughing from how they treated me. Carl asked me, if my pussy was hurting, because they had forced that ugly brush inside and I had kept it in there. The thought of having it inside me made me shiver in disgust, but it was also making me hot, because this thing inside me degraded me to their
delight, and even more now, as I had to face their mocking faces. They did not say a word about my orgasm, but they had known, that wetness in my pussy means arousal, so I did not know, if they knew, but I felt even more vulnerable because of that not-knowing.

Was that me, who reacted to them that way, now I knew I craved for more, I knew, that I wanted those two children to treat me like shit. And I knew they regarded me as a treasure, a treasure to play with, as they wanted. For the time of my orgasm, I was so motivated for their plans with me (please degrade me more), but as it vanished, my thoughts made me shake with humiliation.

Was I really that sluttish, and even worse, did I want to behave myself like that for those two cruel brats.

But they did not let me wait too long. Still feeling my orgasm, Sam rubbed the sole of his shoe against my pussy and Carl held one of his over my head:
Harshly Carl told me: “One you hump, one you lick!”

Later I thought, that I perhaps would have had the courage to say no, but at that time I was in my own world of humiliation and arousal.

I licked the shoe clean, as I pressed my pussy against the other shoe, until I came the third time. My head was still spinning, when Sam took off his shoe and laughing told me to lick up the mess, that I had made, from it. They left and told me to follow, when I was ready.

With every minute I felt more and more sick at what had just happened. Why had
those little nerds the ability to make it worse, when I did not think, it could
get worse anymore?

Finally I thought the shoe was clean enough for them to be satisfied, so I got inside. I found them stuck to their computer.

They showed me the photos, they made today and yesterday evening, when I was “babysitting” them and I gasped in shame at what I saw. How could I have let this! happen.

Sam left and came back with my clothes, threw them in my face, and told me, their parents had just arrived.

Before letting me get into them, Carl inserted the toy Captain Kirk in my pussy, and he had to stay there until I left.

I was downstairs with the boys, just when the front door opened. “Hello” Mr. Peters greeted us “we’re back. Did you enjoy yourself?” he asked “Yes, very much!” Carl said. And, so that only Carl and me heard it, Sam added: “and our baby 3 times.” I blushed, as they smiled towards me.

Twenty minutes late I left, assuring that I would love to go camping with the boys in the woods, as they needed an adult with them, and because I was still on holidays. (and all the time I could feel “Captain Kirk” inside of my pussy.) Before I left I had to assure the boys in front of their parents, that we would have a lot of fun next weekend.

***

I could not believe what I had agreed to, before I left the Peters! I would have
to fetch the boys on Saturday morning and then we would go to the Hyde Woods,
where they’d have the whole weekend to play their humiliating games with me. And
last but not least I did not know how I would react. Remembering the shame I had
felt, when I came in front of them with them knowing, that it had been because
of their humiliating ordeals, I shivered. Without thinking my hand went down
between my legs and I began stroking my pussy and asked myself, if I was a
submissive, as I laid on my sofa. I never was interested in this kind of
eroticism, but was this only, because I was too proud of myself and something
like submission was too shameful for me to even think about it. Did I, deep
inside, look forward to the camping trip?

Suddenly my hand stopped moving. No, I won’t let this happen! I won’t lose my
dignity to those ugly boys, well at least not again. I’m trapped by them, but my
feelings belong to me. I felt a little safer now and less vulnerable. It was
Thursday and I had 2 days now to prepare myself mentally, so I would be able to
face those days in dignity.

Half an hour later, at 4 in the afternoon, I heard someone at the door.
Wondering who it was, I opened and faced Sam and Carl, who entered without my
permission. “But…” Sam interrupted me, as he passed me, spanking me once. “Oh
we thought, you’d be happy to see us and we wondered, how it looks like here in
your flat.” “You cannot stay here now, because my mother will come here in about
10 minutes.” I lied hoping they would leave. And I felt very uncomfortable now,
as they just entered my! apartment, the place where I felt save and consoled,
since I met the 2 boys for the first time. Why did they know, where I lived?

“Oh, what a bad girl you are, lying to us. We just met your Mom and asked her
for your address and she gave it to us, because she likes us so much.” Sam
taunted me. And he continued, as if he would explain to a child: “And you surely
understand, that we have to punish you for misbehaving.” Meanwhile they had
taken up residence in my living room and I had followed them, standing in front
of them, with their grinning faces. Taking a seat myself, I wanted to answer,
when Carl spat at me: “Did we tell you, you could sit down? No stand up straight
and answer properly!” Jumping up immediately, I was aware, that they would not
let me sit down in my own flat, and that all this happened, although I was twice
their age. “Yes, I am a bad girl, and it would only be good, if you taught me a
lesson.” They tried to stifle a giggle, but I had only put so much effort in it,
so I could ask them not to be so loud, because of my neighbors. “We’ll think
about that.” Sam informed me: “but now bring us some beer and some sandwiches,
and when you come back you are topless, understood?” I whispered a yes and
blushed, before I went into the kitchen.

After ten minutes I was ready, hearing them laughing (and I knew, they laughed
about me) from time to time. I removed my shirt and my bra, which was not easy
for me, because I felt so ashamed, although it was not the first time they saw
my breasts. But things do not always become easier when you do them more often.
And serving them their meals topless was as if I offered them my body.

I found them in my bedroom. Clothes were lying everywhere and they told me to
stay out of the way. They were searching for something. Finally they took an old
red pointed cap and Carl grinned: “This will do it, and you will clean up this
mess later, Lisa!” Back in the living room I had to give them their beers and
sandwiches. As I waited to hand Sam his, he quickly grabbed one of my nipples
and pinched it. I moaned and knew I had to listen closely to what he was going
to say. I also had to look him in the eyes, feeling his hand playing with my
nipple. At that point I started getting aroused, because of that humiliating
situation he had me in now. And there was nothing I could do to stop it,
although I tried so hard. “When you were preparing the sandwiches and yourself
for us, my little one, we decided how to punish you. So, as you don’t want your
neighbors to know what games you love to play, you will do a little dare for
us.”

It took me some time to realize, that they expected me to do this dare in my
apartment house and I was sure the best I could hope for was, that I would be
barely! clad. I dropped to my knees: “Please, not that! You, you can spank me,
please spank me over your lap. I am sure you can do this so hard, that I will
cry like a baby!” The thought of my neighbors seeing me naked made me nearly
panic. There were many people, who I saw frequently. But the 2 little nerds just
laughed at me not to be so shy, and Sam now grabbed my other nipple, too and
said, that I should not pretend that I did not enjoy it. Carl added: “And don’t
worry, we won’t forget that you want your ass to be spanked and that you like
to play Baby-Lisa games.” My pinched nipples trapped me with a beer in the one
and a sandwich in the other hand, as Carl walked behind me and slid my jeans and
my panties down. Sam released my breasts, when I had stepped out of them. I was
totally naked now.

Sam left the flat for some time and when he came back, he saw me making a
handstand against the wall. I was moaning and begging Carl to stop pulling at my
pubic hair. “O.k., everything is ready, except Lisa,” he mocked at me. I had to
endure 10 minutes of spanking, until they found, that my bum was red enough.
Then they gave me the pointed hat to put it on, but they still weren’t finished
with their little tart. Carl took a thick pencil and wrote something on my
breasts. Then they placed me in front of the mirror. Oh my god, I was only a
joke now. The pointed hat, the word “BAD” on my right and the word “GIRL” on my
left breast. This must be a nightmare, but the thought of being seen like that
by someone I knew aroused me so much! Then they turned me around and I saw, that
my bum was really red. They laughed all the time, calling me a priceless toy.
Horrified I heard, that Sam had taken my panties to the basement and that he
left a note, that they were mine. So if I did not want them to be found, I’d
better hurry. They shoved me out of my apartment and when the door was closed, I
could still hear their laughter.

I lived on the third floor, so it would be a long way. Suddenly every sound was
much louder. I heard a TV, some screaming children, but to my relief no steps on
the floor. Slowly and carefully listening, I sneaked to the staircase. I opened
it carefully, but found it empty. It seemed to take hours until I reached the
basement. When I was inside I wondered, where I should search, and I wanted to
be back inside my apartment as soon as possible. It was cold, in fact only my
bum did not feel cold, which reminded me that my state was far worse than being
only naked. Just as I wanted to start my search, the door opened and the only
place, where I could hide was the garbage-container. I quickly jumped inside and
listened to what was happening outside. I heard footsteps, someone was in here.
To my good fortune it did not stink too much in here, but falling inside, I had
spread my legs and did not dare to move. I was lying on my front, I felt wetness
and some kind of slime everywhere. This was really disgusting and I did not want
to think about what things were in here, soaking me (even between my legs).

Then I heard the person outside returning to the staircase. The door was opened,
closed and then there was silence. After a minute I dared to climb out of the
container, wet all over. I looked around for my panties and froze, when I saw
the janitor.

He was a mean old man, 68, I think. I never liked him and I knew he did not like
me either. He was smiling sarcastically, looking me up and down, until I
remembered to cover myself with my hands. “Ah, it, it’s a dare between my
friends and me” I finally managed to say. He slowly walked around me: “I see.”
and after a moment of silence, he added “Bad girl. Does this dare involve some
panties?” he asked. As I started to answer, he continued: “But, what makes me
wonder even more, why are they so much younger, than you are, those friends?” I
did not know, what I should tell him. After he let me wait for a minute, he
said: “Yeah, before I forget.” And he handed me a note from Sam, which said: “We
thought, we should involve your janitor in this dare. We discussed, that he
should have some revenge, because you always act so snobbish, when you talk to
him. Do what he tells you and you can come back.” With shock in my eyes I looked
at the man.

“You really look stupid, Lisa!” Mr. Stephenson, the janitor said. “And you’re a
mess. I think, first we should get you clean. He brought me to an empty room and
shot cold water from a hose at me. To wash off the dirt, I had to turn around:
“I can’t believe it. The toy for these 2 boys. They told me everything. I did
not believe them, but now I do, looking at your red bum. Girl, you are
shameless.” But shame hit me deep inside and then he wanted to check one thing,
he had been told about me. I could not believe, that suddenly I was in this
man’s hands. First he dried me with a dirty towel, I had to put my arms behind
my head, wondering, what he was going to check. “By the way do you like it, when
I dry you like the baby, you want to be?” he taunted me, and I became even more
aroused. He told me to suck on my thumb. Then he made me spread my legs, his
hand touched my pussy and he said: “They are right, you’re getting hot, when
someone humiliates you.” He continued to touch me and then he made me lick his
fingers clean. The taste of my own wetness and the sensation of his rough hands
on my tongue were very degrading, because I knew I had to do this for a man I
had known for 3 years now. Then he patted me on the head and called me a good
girl.

He pulled a rope out of his pocket and tied my arms behind my back. “Don’t be
afraid, Lisa, I don’t want to fuck you. I just want to have a little fun,
because you were not very nice to me. Then he turned me around, told me to look
into his eyes and he started to rain smacks on my breasts. Although he was an
old man, soon they hurt and I pleaded with him to stop, but he had no mercy.
Finally he stopped, but only to continue with my pussy, what was even more
humiliating. It was difficult to keep my legs spread for his hand and he only
stopped, when I was crying. “So will you be a nicer girl in the future?” he
asked me. I nodded my head and told him that I would be. I asked him to remove
the ropes now, so I could rub my sore flesh. He didn’t, but he offered, that if
I asked properly he would give me some relief. To my ultimate shame I asked:
“Please Sir, would you pleeease rub my sore pussy, because I need your hand so
badly!”

He then started caressing me between my legs and I softly moaned with relief,
because my pussy was really hurting now. After a few seconds he slowly pulled
away his hand, and my hips followed him until his hand cupped my pussy again. He
repeated this degrading game some more times, and I could not fight the urge to
press myself against his rough hand. He was mean and together with his treatment
of my most private part I was hot. So hot, that it nearly brought me over the
edge and I had to beg my janitor again and again to touch my pussy. He had
brought me so far, that he only held his hand between my legs and I humped it,
as if there was no tomorrow and all the time he laughed at me. When I realized
not to do it anymore to ease the pain but for my pleasure, it was too late. I
screamed, when the orgasm hit me, and he felt me cum, with a really interested
look at me. And throughout the whole orgasm, I had to look him in the eyes. He
still laughed at my orgasm and I felt humiliated beyond belief. Finally he
called me shameless little Lisa. With his hand still between my legs I had to
thank him for treating me like I deserved it. He then pulled at my pubic hair
and said, rather to himself: “Maybe I should tell the boys to get rid of this.”
(I blushed, as he looked at me. He would talk to the boys, deciding how my most
private area should look and I would not be asked!) Then he shoved me towards
the staircase, my hands still bound behind my back and I had to make my way back
to my flat. Mr. Stephenson left me on the first floor saying: “Perhaps we’ll
meet again. I’ll ask the boys. Perhaps you will help me with my work.” and off
he was.

I was really lucky now, because the staircase was empty and when I entered the
third floor, no one was around. Being nearly home, I did not listen any more but
only tried to return to my apartment as quickly as possible. I ran through the
floor, not caring that my breasts now seemed to have a life on their own,
jumping in every direction.

I did not notice, that my next-door neighbors, a young couple in their early
twenties, were leaving their apartment with their dog for a walk. When I
realized it, I stood in front of my own door. The dog jumped at me and began
licking me between my legs, and I could not avoid it, because my arms were still
secured. My two neighbors smiled at me. “Please take your dog away.” I said
shamefaced. “Not until you tell us why we see you like THIS!” the woman laughed.
A few weeks ago we had a quarrel, because I was so annoyed with their loud
music. They couldn’t mean to be so cruel now. The dog still at work between my
legs I explained, that I had lost a bet. “And why, do you look, as if you’ve
just been fucked?” In shame I said, it had been my boyfriend, and to my distress
my voice sounded aroused. “Look, she’s getting hot! Didn’t think, that this
bitch has a boyfriend.”, the man said, “Does your boyfriend look a bit like our
dog?” His girlfriend giggled: “Yeah, I guess she is dating him in the backyard.”
Now that really was mean. “Please.” I begged “Please let me go.” “We will, if
you give each of us a lovely kiss. And you’d better be good at it, otherwise we
will let Rudolph make you come.” she told me.

I had no choice and just hoped that my task would not take to much time. I
really would hate to come in front of them. He was first and I really tried hard
to satisfy him. When finished, he said: “Well she’s really trying hard.” I was
really hot now, as she started kissing me. I knew, if she would not stop soon, I
would cum. She must have realized, too, because she started caressing my
breasts. It felt so strange, I had never kissed a woman before (well, actually I
had never let a dog lick my pussy). I tried to free myself, but she was
stronger. So I came with her still kissing me. She smiled cruelly, when she
released me. My face was deep red. “Did that teach you a lesson in being a good
neighbor, ninny?” she asked me. I nodded my head. “So is your cunt clean from
your juices now, or do you want Rudolph to lick it some more.” “Yes, it’s clean,
so please pull him away.” I said, exhausted from my orgasm. “Thank you for your
funny show, dog bitch. What do you think, Simon, let’s take Rudolph for a walk
later.” They reentered their apartment, and I knew they were going to have sex
now, because treating me so maliciously had turned them on.

I turned around and pleaded the boys to let me in, knowing that they had
witnessed the whole conversation. When they let me in Carl asked me, if I
enjoyed my trip. I had to tell them, that I had and they were only satisfied,
when I told them every detail about it, how Stephenson had treated me. Until I
was finished, the boys took pleasure in touching me everywhere. To my good luck
it was already late and the boys had to get home. They told me, that they were
looking forward to our camping trip. Looking at their faces, when they left, I
could figure out, that I would not be bored in the woods…

***

When I arrived at their house to fetch them for our “funny” camping trip, Sam
and Carl were already waiting outside with their parents. Parking my car I saw
their parents happy smiles and the boys cruel, aroused grins. “Hello Lisa.”
their Mom greeted me “It is so nice from you to take our boys with you for the
camping trip. But please be strict with them and don’t let them stay up late, so
that you have at least a little time on your own. I know, that they are
strenuous sometimes.” Oh my, if she knew how strenuous times I had spent with
them. And I did not want to think, that if they would stay up late would
certainly be the least of my worries. “I’ll be fine. We’ll explore the nature,
and I’m sure, that I’ll keep your sons busy, so they will be tired at night.” I
responded. When the 2 boys stifled a giggle, I realized, that I just made a very
suggestive remark.

After we had started our ride, Sam, who sat next to me, told me, that it was
cool, that I wore a dress. Grabbing it at waist level he told me to lift myself
up, so he could pull it up. After that he pulled down my panties and made me
step out of them at the next red light. Now my dress ended at my navel, because
I had to lean back. The safety belt fastened it on the front.

Then they started talking to me about how the love to be in the woods, what they
did with their parents, when they were camping together, and I had to talk to
them, as if it was the most normal thing to show them my pussy. Sam lit himself
a cigarette and instinctively I told him, that no one smokes in my car. Sam took
another cigarette and stuck it into my pussy: “You cannot forbid others to
smoke, when you do it yourself.” he chuckled. “And if you don’t behave, then
maybe we should make you smoke it, as you already keep it between your lips.”
Carl laughed. They continued their jokes until I parked the car in a parking
lot. There were three other cars, but no one was around.

Carl told me to undress. I pleaded with him at least to wait until the trees
surrounded us, it was still half a mile, and I did not want to be seen by anyone
else. “Are you trying to argue with me?” the mean boy asked me. I was not able
to face his eyes, when I took of my clothes. I looked at the forest in front of
us and suddenly realized, that out here I felt even more vulnerable and I would
not even have the opportunity to hope for someone to rescue me. There would only
be the three of us.

Carl opened my rucksack and laughed at Sam: “Look, she’s got plenty of clothes
in there.” “Yeah, as if she would wear them.” Sam replied. They threw all of the
clothes on the back seat with me standing naked behind them and I could do
nothing but watch them. When they were finished, I was told, that I would carry
everything. They gave me their rucksacks and told me to put all their stuff in
one of them. When I was ready, Sam put a collar around my neck, which was
connected to a leash. I was their donkey now, they told me and shamefaced I
followed them, carrying a very heavy rucksack.

Soon we were in the woods and although I was naked, except for my heavy boots,
they had allowed me to wear them, my whole body was soon covered with sweat.
“You’re in a bad condition, Lisa” Sam taunted me “You sweat like a pig!” I
answered: “But that is because of the weight I have to carry.” “Donkeys like
you normally carry much more weight!” Carl laughed. I was now angry: “I AM not a
donkey, you little shit!” Carl suddenly seemed very upset. What had I dared. “Oh
I’m sorry…Sir!” I submissively said. He took the belt from his trousers and I
timorously pleaded: “I’m a donkey. I will play a donkey for you!” The first
smack hit my breasts, and he grinned as I said that, but he did not stop until I
let them hear my donkey’s voice scream “I-Ah” enthusiastically. I followed them
by the leash and from time to time I had to inform them, that I was still there
with my I-Ahs, what they found extremely funny.

When they found the place, where we would camp, I had to build up the tent, put
everything to its right place and collect some wood for our campfire. They just
sat down, ate a snack and watched me, their adult girl, doing all the work. The
2 nerds did not hesitate to comment on what a brave working girl I was. “Are you
enjoying our trip, little Lisa?” Sam asked me. “Y- Yes, I do!” I answered
shamefaced. They laughed and told me not to be so lazy, so I tried to be
quicker, when I felt a mosquito bite me. I smacked my own bum to kill it. Carl
laughed, but Sam stood up and told me with an angry voice: “Girl, I hate it,
when somebody kills animals and you are not to kill one more mosquito. So if
they are thirsty, you will let them drink, is that clear?” I apologized,
although I had seen them smacking mosquitoes earlier. This was only one of their
funny games. When I felt the next mosquito, I had to endure the light pain, I
let it “drink” and it was only the first of many.

When finally I was finished with the work, I asked them, if I could sit down to
rest a bit. “Sure you can, but first, you have to tell us, if you are a slut.”
Carl asked me. I knew, what he wanted me to say and the fact, that he did not
tell but asked me made it even worse. I pleaded them not to make me say that,
but Sam only replied that it was my choice. I would not have to answer, if I did
not want to sit down. After some minutes, all the time I stood in front of them
with my pussy on eye-level, they were engaged in a conversation. I needed some
rest, and so I finally managed to say: “I am a slut, so may I please sit down.”
Sam still laughed, when he told me to sit down at their feet, as I am a slut. I
had to face them with my legs spread.

He than had a “cool” idea, as he said, he took a sausage and without warning forced it inside of me. It slid in easily, showing them that the slut was hot. Carl giggled: “Remember the kennel, Sam? You know, what she is now? Now she is a Hot-Dog-Lisa!” I could not even turn my red face away. After some time Sam explained that I looked really delicious and that I made him hungry again. He knelt down between my legs, lowered his head and bit of the part of the sausage, that had stayed outside. For a moment I felt his lips touching me, so I shivered and moaned. To my humiliation he said that he tasted a little of that awful juices I produced and he cleaned his mouth with my hair. When he sat back, he told me to produce some more juice for my meal. Now I had to masturbate with spread legs in front of the 2 boys and they watched me in a very curious way, but just before I climaxed, Carl told me to start my meal. Frustrated I stopped. I wanted to cum, but I dared not to continue, because they surely would humiliate me even more, teasing me, that I couldn’t control myself. But of course they had something else in store. Carl handed me a piece of bread and told me to dip it every time I took a bite. So I had to push that bread inside my pussy again and again. I was so aroused, that the bread soon was soaked with my juices. They watched me and made me thank them for my delicious meal.

After that we started to explore the surroundings. I had to go first and when I
was too quick, Sam tugged me back by the lash. When I was to slow, one of them
smacked my bum. Of course they altered their speed, so that I was kept busy all
the time. Soon my backside was sore and I pleaded them to stop. Their answer was
a 5-minutes lasting spanking with me on all fours, my head touching the ground.

A little later we found a small river and Sam ordered me: “Take your boots off
and get your ass in there, so it’ll cool down!” Stepping inside I replied: “I
can’t. It is too cold.” Carl ensured me, that they would beat me with a branch,
if I didn’t sit down immediately. Slowly I lowered myself and gasped, as the
ice-cold water washed around my waist. When they allowed me out again I walked
up to them with chattering teeth. “Does baby Lisa want us to dry her up? Oh,
don’t you know, that your little baby ass could get a cold from that water,
stupid, stupid girl.” Carl said and grinned. They took off their shirts, told me
to spread my legs, while they rubbed me dry. They of course concentrated on my
pussy and ass and I had to endure the humiliating words, telling me off like a
little child: “Really, Lisa, that was absolutely not necessary.” “If we don’t
look after you, you are a mess in 2 minutes.” They continued lecturing me for
about 5 minutes. I stood naked in front of them apologizing again and again
until I started crying, because of the shame they made me feel. They taunted me
for crying like a baby. Carl walked up to me and touched my pussy: “Ha, I knew
it!” He showed Sam his wet finger.

On our way back I had to walk barefoot, as a punishment for being a silly little
girl. It was difficult, because there were many roots and lots of little stones.
And the boys did not let me walk slowly enough, so I could avoid my feet from
getting hurt. They used branches, which they had cut from a small tree, to make
me keep up the speed. “Come on Lisa, we don’t have all day. It’s already getting
dark. Hey, look at her ass wobble. Put more effort in it, slave” Sam laughed.
Calling me his slave increased my arousal, and although I was treated really
badly now, I wished I could hide somewhere to masturbate. They enjoyed my wicked
looking walk and sometimes one of them ran a bit ahead to watch my breasts
bounce. They told me, that my facial expression with my eyes wide open was too
funny. They were also very amused by my nearly constant crying out. Still half a
mile away from our tent my pleads for mercy lead to a brief break.

I kneeled on the ground with my hands behind my back and breathed heavily
between my 2 masters. “Slave, I give you a decision. You may crawl back to where
our tent is or we will make you run there and you will run, I promise!” Sam
yelled at me tugging on the lash. Humiliated and exhausted I answered: “Please
Sirs, will you let me crawl on all fours?” They laughed and Carl added to my
shame: “Well if you want to, Hot Dog Lisa, we won’t stop you, you wicked little
girl.”

It took a long time until we reached our tent and all the time I was guided by
their branches. It was already late and throughout almost the whole day I had
been aroused. I needed it so badly now. The boys seemed to know, wearing mocking
smiles. “Does our Lisa want to cum for us?” “N…no,” I gasped for air “I, I
really don’t want.” Sam answered: “Ha, you can’t fool us! But if you are so
prude, you will have to wait for a long time, I think. As if he knew my secret
plan to wait until they were asleep, he took a rope from the rucksack and tied
my hands behind my back. There was absolutely no way for me now to masturbate.

My frustration did not last long, as the 2 nerds began to play with my pubes. “Please no!” I moaned, but my hips already responded to their exploring hands. They touched me everywhere and my body cooperated against my will, but just before I came to orgasm they stopped. I was so aroused now, that I pleaded them to make me cum. “Please, I promise to be good and do everything you tell me.” I pleaded. They continued to play with me a little from time to time and finally it was too much.

I felt now really like a very bad girl. I let my head sink in shame, as they both smiled at me from a distance and started a little fire. Finally I managed to say: “Please, don’t forget me. I need it so much, please.” Carl came over, took something from his pocket, and when he forced it in my mouth, I realized it was the pacifier. “Now be a good girl and be quiet. You are getting on my nerves. But suck loud, for this is at least something you are good at.” I felt now more used and humiliated than anytime before, but although this is what turns me on, it did not bring me to orgasm. In frustration I started to cry silently sucking on that pacifier. They had had their way and let me suffer now in desire.

Half an hour later the boys came over to me, where I was still kneeling, and
started caressing me again. Angrily I mumbled something in my pacifier and they
laughed at my flush of anger, but soon I was weak-willed again. As they stopped
touching me I moaned in despair. They laughed, but to my ultimate relief Sam
asked me, if I still wanted to cum. I nodded my head enthusiastically. Carl told
me, what I had to do, and although it was the worst thing I could imagine, I
willingly agreed.

Carl told me to come and kneel in front of him, because it had been his idea. He
was very proud of that. Then he put his foot between my legs and allowed me to
rub myself against it until I came, like the dog I had already played today. I
needed it so badly, that I began to hump his leg right away. Sam and Carl were
hysterical with laughter, as they watched me. I had to bark for their fun and
then they made me howl like a wolf. I did everything they told me, because I
feared that they would not allow me to cum. When it finally hit me, it was the
ultimate orgasm. With my hands still bound behind my back, I fell down on the
ground and screamed out loud. The waves of this orgasm were so very strong and
they seemed to last forever.

I must have dozed off, because the next thing I could remember was, that Carl
kneeled next to me and the fire had almost burned down. “Time to get you ready
for sleep!” he smiled. To weak to plead with them to let me sleep in the tent,
they bound me to a tree. They sat me down in front of the tree with my back
touching the rough bark, then they wrapped my arms around the trunk and fastened
them. Finally they put some rope around each of my ankles and bound the other
ends of the ropes to two trees, who stood left and right to where they had set
me down. Now my legs were extremely spread. The boys wished me a good night and disappeared into the tent. I felt uncomfortable and although it was very unlikely, I hoped that no one came along. After thinking for a long time about what my arousal had made me agree to, I fell asleep.

3 users responded in this post

This story (and the one that comes before it) are both distractingly unrealistic. it’s as if the author has not only never seen or touched a woman before, but also doesn’t understand the concept of what a woman is. To start, the vast majority of women don’t come from vaginal penetration alone, much less a snail in their vagina, or a licking dog, or, uh, bread I guess? What really gets me here is the complete lack of understanding of female arousal. And, to be absolutely clear, it’s not the kink that bothers me. It’s the unrealistic orgasm with a lack of appropriate stimulation.

Just wanted to make sure that everybody who reads this understands this isn’t actually how women experience sexual pleasure. The concept of degradation for some women is certainly pleasurable, but the specific execution of that here would not result in orgasm for most women with that kink.

tk said in April 24th, 2017 at 2:42 am

That was a great story and I hope more to follow. I love stories where adult women are humiliated by boys in their early teens. But try not to introduce too many additional people.

as for C. Really that is what you got out of it. As you said the vast majority don’t orgasm with penetration alone but some do. Just take for what it was meant for, To add to her humiliation. You do not know what might arouse other women. Unless of coursed you asked them all. It drives my wife crazy.

showoffwife said in August 15th, 2017 at 2:16 am

My wife had her experience with her two 13 yr old cousins. At her family get together she and her sister went skinny dipping at the river near her parent’s house. They both got drunk and passed out. Her sister woke up a little later and left but couldn’t wake my wife so she left and got back to the party and told us about it. Wellthe two 13 yr old boys snuck off and went to the river to find her. When they saw my naked wife they tried wakening her bot couldn’t so they proceeded to video her as they felt her entire body by sucking her tits and fingering her and finally having sex with her all w/o waking her. When though with her they returned to party and got their friends and disappeared to show their friends their adventure.
We never found out about till years later when one of their friends snitched and said that those boys were showing all their friends and their schoolmates the video. So apparently my wife was seen having sex with the boys and w/o her knowledge. They said they never showed anyone but we eventually there were many who saw’

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